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1 " Do you remember the suburbs and the plaintive flock of landscapes The cypress trees projected their shadows under the moon That night when as summer waned I listened To a languorous bird forever wrothAnd the eternal noise of a river wide and dark(The Voyager) "
― Pierre Albert-Birot , The Cubist Poets in Paris: An Anthology
2 " Gardens are poemsWhere you stroll with your hands in your pockets. "
― Pierre Albert-Birot
3 " If anything can be said in prose, then poetry should be saved for saying nothing. "
